Soul Guardian - Chapter 43: First Hand Knowledge

[Group favorite + metaphysics + genius doctor + entertainment circle, super burning and super cool! ! 】

Xie Xihe, the boss of the previous life, was reborn.

She was reborn as a good-for-nothing young lady who had countless black fans, angered her father, and was about to be kicked out of the family.

Xie Xihe couldn’t help but click his tongue: What a tragedy.

Then everyone discovered that the ignorant Aunt Xie’s painting style suddenly went wrong.

With superb medical skills, the panacea made by hand is popular all over the world!

Knowing people and fate, fortune-telling fortune-telling, fortune-telling mystical skills against the sky, stirring up countless troubles!

Even Dawn Academy, the sacred place of study that everyone dreams of, is robbing people at any cost!

There are also younger brothers from the previous life who came to the door one after another, and opened the brainless cub protection mode.

Medical tycoon: “If you dare to call me the boss, ask about the knife in my hand first!”

Master hacker: “Swear at the whole family.”

The chaebol tycoon: “Nurture? Hidden rules? Hehe, I’m afraid I don’t know that the property under my name is owned by my boss.”

The person in charge of the mysterious organization: “Whatever, get out!”

As the identity of the boss Xi was exposed one after another, the cheerful scumbags were completely dumbfounded, crying and letting go.

But he was kicked out by the man who appeared suddenly: “Begging for mercy? It’s too late.”

The younger brothers who are gearing up to show their presence in front of their boss:! ! !

The man pulled his girl into his arms with a backhand, with a stern look on his face: What do you think?

The little brothers trembled: … dare not.

[Super A, super sassy, ​​queen-style heroine VS the former tyrant, the queen milk dog, the invincible male protagonist]

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One-sentence introduction: The big boss of the past has returned strongly, turned against the wind, and led a group of younger brothers to climb to the top again! !

Recommend ending the old article “The Almighty Daughter Becomes the Group’s Favorite Little Jiaojiao”

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Five thousand years of majestic China, just one hundred years of humiliation, how many treasures have been lost overseas?

Famous porcelain, beautiful jade, bring them all!

Oriental, Western, all mine!

Eat mine and spit it out, take mine and give it back!

Antiques, cultural play, food, beautiful scenery, all are not spared!

Let’s see how Jin Muchen relied on a pair of golden eyes, full of pride and courage, and counterattacked in the United States!

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The poor aristocrat Viola suddenly received an unexpected marriage proposal from the prestigious noble household of Duke Physalis. An average noble daughter and the handsome duke. She had been confused, thinking that nothing made sense, but the duke had his own personal reasons. A political marriage with ulterior motives, both having their own circumstances. Will this path lead to happiness or sorrow?

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”